My Schizophrenic CEO Husband

Fang Minghui said nothing: "what are you doing here and make Yaya cry?"

Tang Yiyu frowned, "I'll stay in the car and wait to see her situation, can't I?"

Fang Minghui choked and asked for nothing. "OK, who says no, you're free."

He's his own father. It's normal to worry so much.

As for myself

Alas, a godfather, let's go. Don't annoy other people's father here.

After Fang Minghui left, Tang Yiyu went to the garage and sat in the car.

Close your eyes and rub your temples. Tang Yiyu knows what's going on when he thinks about it.

It's the flower

In fact, the way he painted flowers was deliberately learned from Yaya. There were flowers painted by Yaya on the umbrella he took back from Cheng Anran's house. Knowing that it was his daughter's masterpiece, he also learned to draw.

It's a childish act that wants to get close to her daughter's heart, but I didn't expect it to expose myself.

At this time, Tang Yiyu's mood is actually very complex.

I felt that I had helped, and I was relieved that I didn't have to explain it in the future, and I was uncomfortable that YaYa didn't forgive herself.

Yaya cried for almost half an hour and finally stopped crying.

After drinking a little, Cheng Anran looks at Yaya: "Yaya, can you talk to Mommy?"

Bud nods.

Cheng Anran: "is it hard for you to accept that daddy is Mr. rabbit? Is it annoying?"

Yaya: "he's a liar. He lied to me."

Cheng Anran sighed and gently rubbed her hair: "do you remember when Mr. rabbit first appeared? That day, you were hurt in the parent-child cafe, and then your father came to save us. After you came back, you had a fever. Mr. rabbit appeared that night."

Yaya nods. The child has a memory, especially when she was hurt on her forehead.

Cheng Anran continued, "that's why your father came to see you because he was worried about you and afraid you were afraid at night, but he was worried that you didn't want to see him. In a hurry, he found the doll of Mr. rabbit you like to wear."

That night, Yaya slept in the arms of a furry doll.

Cheng Anran: "he didn't mean to lie to you. He was just thinking about you. Later, you said you wanted Mr. rabbit to play with you again, and your father also wanted to play with you. For him, he was very willing to accompany you, even if you didn't know it was him."

Yaya is silent.

Cheng Anran looks down at her: "Your daddy can't do handicrafts. He's never done it before, but look at how many handicrafts Daddy made for you in your collection room? In the beginning, he gave you his own cooked rice, but didn't let me tell you it was made by him. I'm afraid you hate it and you don't eat it. Your daddy didn't want to lie to you. He just thought that if you hate his identity, he would change it An identity should be silent to you and make you happy. Aren't you happy when you were with Mr. rabbit? "

Yaya shook her head: "happy."

She is very happy every day. She likes Mr. rabbit very much.

Cheng Anran rubbed her hair: "as long as you are happy, your father doesn't matter. That's his mood and the reason why he will cheat you."

Not because you want to cover up something and cheat, lies are often more difficult than telling the truth.

People always lie in this life. Not all lies must be criticized.

Even if it was Tang Yiyu's lie about divorce that Cheng Anran once disagreed with, Cheng Anran had to admit that Tang Yiyu's starting point was white.

So now this deception of Ya Ya is more a kind of love. Under such circumstances, who is qualified to criticize it.

After hearing Cheng Anran's words, Yaya thinks a lot.

In fact, whether as Mr. rabbit or her father, Tang Yiyu is very good to her.

I just said I didn't want to see him.

Ya Ya looks up at Cheng Anran: "Mommy, did I hurt daddy?"

Cheng Anran smiled: "whenever you want, daddy will smile at you. You are his baby. He will always open his arms to you and hug you."

Yaya thought of Tang Yiyu's gentle embrace and the temperature in his arms.

No matter what time, it's so warm.

At this moment, the little heart reconciled with itself and with this deception.

She can't accept Mr. rabbit or Daddy, can she?

If Mr. rabbit is the father, it proves that he has always been around him to protect himself and has always been very good and gentle to himself.

His father is both a prince and Mr. rabbit, and his identity is his father in the end.

Ya Ya holds her little hand and looks at Cheng Anran nervously: "Mommy, I, I want to apologize. I want to apologize to Daddy. I shouldn't say that about him. Can we find him now?"

Cheng Anran smiled: "I think we can find him, and he shouldn't have left."

Yaya stared: "didn't daddy go?"

Cheng Anran: "I guess daddy cares about Yaya so much that he shouldn't leave. Shall we go to find him?"

Bud nods.

So Cheng Anran came out with Yaya in her arms, and her mother and daughter came to the parking lot.

Cheng Anran saw two people coming and hurried out of the car. For a moment, she looked stiff: "Anran, Yaya."

When Yaya sees Tang Yiyu, her tears suddenly fall down again. Cheng Anran puts her down and she runs to Tang Yiyu.

She opened her mouth and shouted to him, "Daddy!"

Tang Yiyu's body trembled unconsciously, broke the defense in an instant, bent over and hugged Yaya in his arms.

This is the first time that YaYa children shouted this name to themselves.

Tang Yiyu couldn't stop his tears and began to cry.

Cheng Anran looked at the scene and smiled.

All the pay and wait are worth it, and will eventually open the warmest flowers.

With blood as the button, the separated people go around the harbor where they will eventually return home. The young child finally falls into her father's arms. From then on, she knows she has a father.

She is a real daddy. She will be loved and spoiled. She can be spoiled, cute and proud.

Yaya: "Daddy, I'm sorry."

Tang Yiyu kissed her cheek and wiped her tears: "it's daddy. I'm sorry for you. I'm sorry for ya ya. Daddy is not a good daddy, but he will try to be a good daddy in the future. Thank you for calling me daddy. Be good and don't cry."

Yaya looked at her tearful father, stretched out her little hand and gently wiped his tears: "Daddy, you don't cry."

Ya Ya thought that she didn't seem to cry badly. Daddy cried much better than herself.